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Dirt is Good

Ilove dirt. This is some great dirt. It is the color and weight of chocolate cake mix, but I haven’t tasted it yet. I am moving a lot of this into the strawberry bed just outside my backdoor. This particular dirt is from a our four year old compost he heap where we dumped grass, branches, garden and kitchen refuse, bured a few varmints. Bud has turned this pile 3 to six times a year for the past four years with his garden tractor. It would have broken down much faster if I had left it alone, but I planted Cushaw, Yukon Gold Potatoes. And Sweet Potatoes in it last year, so he couldn’t turn it for a long time.

We have a three-year-old, a two-year-old, and a year old compost heap.

I still have to get my hands in the dirt periodically. There’s something therapeutic about it. Hmm–I wonder, a chain of clinics where patients immerse their hands in dirt and mud? ..And make mega-bucks? …The franchise name? …”Dirty hands–clean mind?”

My daughter started gardening for the first time ever this past Spring. She grew just about every herb and vegetable I’ve ever heard of and a few I haven’t. We had an old bathtub, which I suggested she filled with soil and compost and plant some sweet potatoes she’d managed to get to shoot. The plant has just about taken over the deck, but, when we started digging for produce, we began to pull up 2lb sweet potatoes. Oh my! I’ve never tasted anything so good. There are still dozens left, but hopefully they’ll survive through Autumn and Winter – so long as it isn’t too cold.
I can highly recommend old bathtubs for growing potatoes and sweet potatoes 🙂
Oh, she also bought a rotary compost bin that you turn every couple of months. Gorgeous black, sweet smelling soil.